The Endless Shuttle

Actually "taken" out without any magic power? ... This girl is indeed a rough stone with great aptitude... His eyes were filled with brilliance.

"Take brother to the hospital."

Senna said with a gentle and natural expression. "Dad, with this, the monsters on the ground won't attack you." She paused. "Maybe this is the last time we'll see Dad... Take care."

I thought a lot, but only four words remained on my lips.

It was a farewell that encapsulated all Senna's feelings.

"Senna..." Norman was speechless for a moment.

He can't do anything, he's just a normal guy.

Meaningless, worthless, shattered ordinary people whose only happiness is trampled on.

"Okay, this is the end of the boring family scene." After checking the time, Kesma stood up and clapped her hands to Senna.

"According to the "Master-Apprentice Contract", your request is not excessive at all. It just so happens that Master is going to catch a big fish, so let's show you the world. I don't care how much you can learn during this period, I will save the systematic teaching for later...if your mother can persist until that time. "

The "corruption ritual" is the process from body to soul.

If it is delayed for too long, Senna's mother will become a complete monster, and there is no possibility of recovery, unless there is an evil god.

Of course, that's impossible.

"I will work hard." Senna said firmly.

Not just for mothers.

—and kill you bastard!

Like a parasite, it absorbs power and kills the host.

Senna made a disgusting definition of her life today.

PS: A friend said in the book review section that the style of Master Love Craftsmanship is not based on blood and blood, but on psychological oppression. I fully agree with this point.

However, the orthodox style of Cthulhu Mythos is not suitable for writing novels, especially anime fan fiction, and the ability to write is limited. So those lovely believers who have read the original text, don’t come here to slap me in the face, Qiao Ji has some difficulties... ORZ

(If I could write like a master who loves craftsmanship, I would still write a fart doujin! (fall))

Chapter 178: Barrier Technique Completed

As soon as Norman stepped out of the sewer with Raven on his front foot, Kesma started to move on his back foot.

"Draw a circle over there, and then turn a corner to draw the shape of a mandala flower. What? You don't know what a mandala flower looks like... Stop it! You are a simplified picture of a primary school student! Give me more care !"

"oh……"

Kesma quickly drew a magic circle on the wall, without looking at his hands at all, he naturally drew exquisite patterns, and by the way taught his apprentice Senna Atum.

Although the young girl always got A or B grades in art class, she still made a lot of mistakes when she came into contact with this complex and coherent graphics for the first time.

"Master..."

"Um?"

Kesma didn't look back, and concentrated on drawing her own magic circle.

The entire west wall of the sewer, from the dark place at the end, is almost entirely painted with human blood by Kesma.

Alien stars, hell, star devourers, doomsday praisers, gods freed from shackles, galaxy chant... The messy and similar symbols in Necronomicon were all extracted by Cosma, and they were stiff and soft together, printed on the wall.

It's like a crazy last stroke of abstract art, with indescribable beauty and fear.

"This kind of drawing... is your secret technique?"

Senna put down her blood-stained finger, and said with some embarrassment: "Whether it's summoning monsters or fighting those knights with bare hands, what you showed before is obviously much better than these...or is it because I now Are you not worthy of learning those things?"

The fingers stopped, and Kesma turned her head, looking at the frustrated Senna with twitching corners of her mouth.

This ignorant guy!

"...Can't you just keep your mouth shut and do what I tell you quietly?"

Everyone wants to eat a big fat man in one bite.

In order to release magic or esoteric techniques, one must first have magical power, psionic power, and spiritual power. In short, all supernatural abilities in the sense of spirit and soul can be used. If ordinary people want to have these, they can only rely on the special meditation method taught by the teacher to accumulate bit by bit, otherwise it will be useless.

Cosma didn't have time to teach the basics.

But "materials" can't be helped. If Senna learns "mold" well, it will not affect the way of secret arts in the future-it may have miraculous effects.

Senna obviously didn't understand Kesma's painstaking efforts.

"What is "a lot of cleverness", you seem to understand the secret art of Cthulhu very well. "Xma's tone was not good.

"What I am teaching you now is the most advanced enchantment technique! Remember these patterns, if you can perform them independently in the future, I can guarantee that you will definitely stand on the top of the mysterious side of this world at that time!"

"...all of these?"

Sena froze, raised her head and looked at the densely packed walls from one end to the other, she felt dizzy for a while, and her head started to heat up as if the processor was overloaded.

"Nonsense. The magic circles are all rings and rings, and it won't work without a single pattern." Kesma continued to work hard.

"Neither I, nor this...another guy, like this type of positional warfare. We prefer refreshing direct strikes, whether it's spiritual or energy, or even hand-to-hand combat, the type that can deal damage instantly Always our first choice. But now why am I drawing the hell in a dark sewer?"

"Because... this is very strong?" Sena stared at the blood on her fingertips. "Is it stronger than any secret technique you have used before, Master?"

"That's right," Cosma said. "There are not many enchantment spells for the god level, and there are even fewer ones except for those auxiliary types, and I am using exactly one of them now, the direct damage type-"Death Star Furnace", the power will be clear to you later. Got it... well, so the preparations are done. "

The blood of the little finger was hooked to the lowest end of the stone slab, and Kesma stepped back, admiring the "masterpiece" she had completed.

"ha."

Sena echoed unknowingly, and then seemed to think of something, and asked her master in embarrassment.

"That... I haven't finished it yet, Master." Her imitation painting is only less than one-fifth completed, and it can't be compared with Kesma.

"It doesn't matter." Kesma waved her hand. "Your ones are useless at all, they are just "homework" for you to practice, the main purpose is to let you remember these lines. Now, before the enemy comes, continue drawing for me! "

"Yes!" Sena said cleverly, and quickly continued to dance on the wall.

"Speaking of which, master, what kind of guy is your enemy? Is it stronger than those knights and magicians before? You need to be so cautious." She asked curiously.

"you know."

Cosma smiled. "The next thing we have to deal with is Loki, the evil god of Norse mythology."